It’s been about two and half years since I started studying the Italian language. Having majored in two foreign languages in college, I never thought I would say this, but learning Italian is an incredibly humbling experience. There are days when I think “I’ve know this, I can speak this language” and then there are days like today, when I am tongue tied and can’t even remember how to conjugate a verb in the future tense!
I met with my tutor today after not seeing her since December (she was back in Italy). I considered postponing our meeting because I felt like I haven’t done a lot of studying in the last few weeks. As soon as we sat down together I was glad that I went. Just sitting there listening to her speaking Italian was worth the experience. We spent almost an hour talking before we did some grammar review and I am happy to say that even though I’m out of practice, I did understand most of what she said! On the other hand, I struggled in answering her and know that if I ever want to improve, I need to be in a class where I have to communicate with others on a frequent basis.
Learning another language is a wonderful thing to do, especially one as beautiful as Italian. Today was a great reminder that you have to constantly speak with others if you want to have any hope of remembering what you’ve learned. As I was driving home from our meeting and contemplating all of this I had a flash of genius-I need to go back and spend an extended period of time in Italy so I can conquer my goal of learning Italian. When do we leave?!